Chapter 117: They are fake mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law

Mrs. Sun lowered her eyelids slightly, took a big sip of hot and sour noodles, and then smashed her mouth, and looked at Wei Yan proudly: "Who rules that you can't eat hot and sour noodles here?" If you're not happy, why don't you buy it? ā€

Wei Yan: ...

She gritted her teeth, but she couldn't hold back a word.

Nan Yu stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and beckoned her to stand behind.

She nodded, though reluctantly.

Nan Yu stepped forward, looked at the unhappy appearance of several mothers-in-law in the hot spring, and raised her lips slightly: "Aunties, I just saw that there is a private room next door that no one is, otherwise let's go there, right?" ā€

Someone brought it up, and the rest of the affected people nodded one after another, and even Qin En couldn't wait to leave.

If she had known that the fake mother-in-law that the company found for her was such a person, she would not have come to participate in this variety show at all.

has such a shameful mother-in-law, it's just too fan.

Nan Yu's words fell, and several people came out of the hot spring pool one after another.

The program team also agreed to temporarily shift positions.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun was also ready to get up and follow everyone, but she was directly held down by Nan Yu with one hand.

"Aunt Sun? Where to? ā€

The corners of Nan Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, and she looked at her with a smile.

"What do you want to do?!" Sun Tai realizes that something is wrong and wants to break away from her hands.

As a result, Nan Wei's hand was like an iron tong, pressing her tightly in place.

"Auntie likes to eat so much, then eat well here, don't worry, don't care, Wei Yan and I are here with you!"

Wei Yan: ?

Who said she was going to be here with her!

Can this Nan Yu not just make the decision for her!

The deeper Nan Wei smiled, the cooler the cool breeze behind Sun Tai felt.

Seeing that the people in the room were almost gone, Nan Yu also sat down and took out her mobile phone.

"Wei Yan, are you eating?"

"Don't eat it." Wei Yan shook her head.

are all female stars, she wants to lose weight like a lightning bolt and roll Nan Yu to death.

"I just ordered snail noodles, stinky tofu, durian, folded ear root... Really don't eat? "Nan Yu is meaningful.

Mrs. Sun and Wei Yan looked at each other together, and they all stole a look, which seemed to say: It's not that you are sick, right?

"Nan Yan, what I eat is just hot and sour noodles, what are you doing with so many stinky things?" Mrs. Sun was indignant.

"Where it stinks, it's very fragrant, Aunt Sun, if you're not happy, you can buy it here." Nan Yu elegantly sandwiched a piece of stinky tofu and put it in her mouth, with a very enjoyable expression, and returned all the words of Mrs. Sun just now.

Wei Yan sat next to her and pinched her nose, feeling like she was in hell.

"Take a bite, I don't remember how much you used to like to eat?" Nan Yu pushed the snail noodles to Wei Yan's side.

Wei Yan shook her head: "Who likes to eat this kind of stinky thing." ā€

"Am I mistaken? That's a shame. Nan Yu shook her head, sandwiched a small bowl of snail noodles, and sighed while sucking the noodles: "It's so delicious!" ā€

Wei Yan swallowed her saliva: "That... Let's have a little bit. ā€

Nan Yu raised her eyebrows.

I really don't know when this woman will be able to change her stinky problem.

"It stinks to death, I won't eat it, can you all throw it away!" Mrs. Sun's face was like the bottom of a pot.

"No, it's a shame to waste food." Nan Yu's refusal was straightforward.

Mrs. Sun was full of remorse.

She just couldn't get used to the magnanimity and calmness of the other mothers-in-law, as if she was adding to their blockage.

Who knew that he would run into Nan Yan's dog skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

Compared to the weird atmosphere on Mrs. Sun's side.

Nan Yu and Wei Yan are much more harmonious.

"This stinky tofu is delicious, where did you order it?"

"Durian is not bad..."

"Snail flour is so fragrant, the person who invented it has a great life, Amen."

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Just when Wei Yan was happy to be a fan, the mobile phone vibrated violently.

She opened her phone and saw the information on it, and subconsciously looked at the door, frowning.

"What's wrong?" Nan Yu asked.

Wei Yan shook her head and put the phone back with a weak heart: "It's okay." ā€

Before she had eaten two bites, she had a complicated expression: "I'll go to the bathroom." ā€

Nan Yu didn't care, just nodded slightly.

Toilet.

Wei Yan stood at the door, her face worried, and she tidied up her clothes a little before walking in.

As soon as I entered, I saw a cold woman standing in front of the sink, with long black hair, scattered over her shoulders, dressed in white, full of fairy spirit.

"Yaoluo?" Wei Yan screamed in surprise.

The woman turned her head to look at her, and smiled indifferently: "Long time no see, Yanyu." ā€

"It's really you! I just thought who was sending me harassing texts! ā€

Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, the two were like best friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they suddenly held hands, full of emotion.

"Yanyan, are you recording a show with Nan Yan?" Zhou Yao tilted his head and asked.

Wei Yan nodded.

She asked again: "That mother-in-law and daughter-in-law variety show?" ā€

"yes!"

Zhou Yaoluo showed a hint of shock on her face: "She is so bold!" ā€

Wei Yan was puzzled.

She didn't know why Zhou Yaoluo said this.

What does participating in variety shows have to do with guts?

"She and her mother-in-law are fake, don't you know? I signed an agreement before I recorded it, and my friend was in charge of this before. Zhou Yaoluo raised her hand and hooked her hair.

Wei Yan's eyes instantly widened like copper bells.

Fake?

How can it be?!

Didn't Nan Yu say that Ying Xun was Ying Tai's son?

So if that's the case, how can it be fake?

Her mind was on the verge of turning.

Could it be that Nan Yu was lying to her that night?

Zhou Yaoluo shook her head and sighed slightly: "She is really lucky, this show has brought her so much heat, when I first returned to China, she was a little flower with no works, how can she compare to you, now it's okay, even you, the actress, have to be her foil." ā€

Wei Yan pursed her lips with a complicated expression.

She didn't notice the calculation that crossed Zhou Yaoluo's eyes.

"So what, hasn't she won an award yet?" Wei Yan snorted coldly and swung her head over.

Zhou Yaoluo smiled lightly.

"I heard from friends in the industry that she won that SSS+? If it goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before she wins the award. ā€

Wei Yan: ...

"Yanyan, I've been friends with you for so many years, and I hate to watch you being pressed all the time." She put her hand on Wei Yan's shoulder, looking very sorry.

"Actually, I—" Wei Yan stopped talking.

"I know you're uncomfortable, but it's not impossible."

Her eyes lit up: "What way?" ā€

Zhou Yaoluo approached her and attached it to her ear: "Expose the matter of the fake mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." ā€

Seeing Wei Yan hesitating, she hurriedly said, "Yan Yan, this is your chance." ā€

Wei Yan lowered her eyes: "Let me think about it, we haven't seen each other for so many years, after recording tears for a while, I'm you to eat." ā€

"Okay." Zhou Yao nodded, still looking like a goddess.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Wei Yan went back to the hot spring room.

No one noticed that as soon as the two of them left, a person came out of the bathroom.

Looking at the door, his eyes seemed to be clouded.